Better to dance with the devil you know than the one you don’t, right? If I had known how things were going to turn out there are some choices I might make differently. What I’ve discovered though is that mistakes are lessons to learn. These might be painful to recall and process (with or without … Continue reading This Bipolar Life: The Dance
I sit down to write and yet nothing comes out. Nothing of substance at least. I don't even know where to start anymore. I'm trying to figure out my identity above and beyond my bipolar and that's scary. It's hard. It may even be one of the biggest challenges I will ever face. I know … Continue reading This Bipolar Life: What to Write?
“Hey mom can you…?” or “Hey mom I forgot my…” or how about, “Hey mom, can you make me…?” Sound familiar? To moms around the world I’m sure they do. The amusing, or frustrating, aspect of this behavior makes us laugh with hilarity. I had to put a pillow over my face to hide the … Continue reading “Hey mom…”